The devil doesn't want to seduce you

Under the command of the empire, there are several military training academies dedicated to the military in every galaxy and every planet.

The school accepts ABOs of six genders at the same time, among which alpha is the main force to train the army, beta is mostly trained for the research and development of equipment and tools, and all omega members are dispatched to the logistics department.

The school that Louis parachuted into was the largest imperial military academy on the White Star, where the favored sons of various warlord financial families gathered, and they trained together and cultivated their relationship.

In the future, they will also set foot on the battlefield together to fight against interstellar pirates.

"So, this building is—"

Louis followed Yang Zeyu step by step, curious about those strange buildings.And on the left front, where the two are facing, there is a huge disc-shaped building, flat, with a depression in the middle.

"Restaurant." Yang Zeyu walked to the door of the building, swiped his identity bracelet at the identification device, and then stretched out his hand to Louis.

Louis looked up at him: "What?"

"Hugging you."

"..."

"You don't have identity information, this door will not allow you to pass, I can only hold you."

Probably Yang Zeyu's alpha status, his whole body is extremely superior, pectoral and back muscles can be vaguely seen through the tight uniform, hips and long legs, tall and healthy.

Standing beside the little carrot-headed Louis, he made Louis, the thousand-year-old devil king, look like a half-grown child.

Louis stared at him blankly for a few seconds, the starlight in his purple eyes was dim, and the corners of his mouth were straightened, but he could only helplessly raise his arms around Yang Zeyu's neck: "Hug."

After passing through the door that is said to have strict security checks, the scene inside becomes simple.The silver-gray tables and chairs are neatly arranged, plain and indifferent.

There are pure white robots standing at the sales window. As long as you swipe the wristband by the window and select the menu, the robot can print a hot dish within five seconds.

Yang Zeyu clicked out the menu in twos and put the holographic projection menu in front of Louis: "What do you want to eat?"

He quickly ordered a steak and waited for Louie to submit what he wanted to eat.

Louis squinted his eyes and wrinkled his face: "Can you... help me? You can recommend anything."

"Hmm...you can't read the menu." Yang Zeyu retracted the holographic screen, clicked on it again, and then took Louis to an overly luxurious table in the middle of the restaurant.

This desk was specially reserved for him by the military, but since he came here to go to school, he has never used it once.

Louis trembled, blinked quickly a few times, grabbed Yang Zeyu's coat sleeve, and the upper cuff jingled: "How do you know?"

……what.

I missed it.

Yang Zeyu strode forward with a sullen head, "I saw your expression, so I guessed it."

Louis wanted to ask something else, but suddenly there was an extremely exaggerated shout: "Hey, isn't this Yang Zeyu, our proud son of heaven? Why, don't you want to eat your nutritional supplements?"

The two sat down at the dining table, and within three seconds, a few robots appeared from one side, setting up a table full of dishes with a ding ding dong dong.

Louis looked at a table of strange dishes, and couldn't help the corners of his eyes twitching.

"Qiu Conming."

Yang Zeyu set the knife and fork for Louis in a gentlemanly manner, and carefully tied the napkin for him, then sat back in his original position, and looked at Alpha at the next table calmly.

The school set up adjacent dining tables for the children of powerful families like them in order to let them cultivate their relationship. Unfortunately, for Yang Zeyu, a thousand-year-old ice, he could cultivate piles of deadly enemies.

"That's right, that's great, you still remember my name."

Qiu Yuming threw the tableware back with a bang, and the passing service robot just caught it.

"Let me see... whose omega is this?" He looked like a ruffian, and his good face was completely polluted by messy expressions: "It's really good-looking. Why, Brother Yang, it's so hard for you When you come to the restaurant, is it to win the hearts of beauties or to make beauties laugh?"

Louis felt that the corners of his mouth were also twitching. He turned his head away like a robot with his neck stalked, his full and soft lips opened and closed: "If it's not troublesome, will you die if you close your mouth?"

Little beauty, little beauty, he thinks that this person just doesn't know how to speak well, and he has to let the devil king and me take action to learn how to speak well.

"If you are so ugly, don't come out to make your eyes hurt, thank you." Louis was about to move around a table of dishes, and there was a guy of unknown identity dancing around to annoy him.

Qiu Jueming: "..."

ugly?

He raised his eyebrows, and took out a small mirror from nowhere to take a look.

He thought about how ugly his sword-browed and star-eyed appearance is, right?

Yang Zeyu coughed with a muffled smile, his brows and eyes were gentle, he lowered his head and cut an unknown piece of meat from a plate near him and handed it to Louis: "Just leave him alone, that's how he is. The more you talk about it, the more energetic he will be." .”

"Here, this is the meat of Xingbi shrimp. It should be delicious."

So Louis obediently swallowed the meat with his fork, and squinted his eyes happily.

The meat is delicate, soft and slippery, it melts in the mouth, and it is delicious in the world.

"Oh, Yang Zeyu, you're not being kind." Qiu Yuming walked up with frowning eyebrows, lowered his head and sniffed at the back of Louis's neck erotically: "...Isn't it an omega?"

On the opposite side, Yang Zeyu's hand holding the knife and fork burst out with blue veins.

"Even if it's a beta, you really smell good, little guy."

Qiu Yuming poked out the tip of his tongue and licked lightly at the place where the gland should have been: "It smells like milk."

Louie's skin tightened, about to explode.

With a sound of "clang", a knife was inserted into the head of the robot behind Qiu Jueming who was innocently clearing the dinner plates.

"Qiu Yuming, you are going too far."

Louis couldn't help but rubbed his ears, there was a gust of wind when the knife brushed by just now.Seeing that the situation was not harmonious, Louis, who was trying to keep a low profile, put down the knife and fork in his hand, and after a few seconds of deliberation, he turned around with a smile on his face: "Is your name Qiu Juiming?"

Qiu Yuming was stunned: "It's so beautiful."

"...I'm sorry for disturbing you two's enjoyment of dining." Louis raised one corner of his lips viciously and cutely: "You must like him very much, right? Thank you for taking such trouble to bother him." Pointing to Yang Zeyu, who was in a mess in the wind, his big eyes seemed to be full of sympathy: "I wish you lovers will get married in the end."

Fight yourselves, Lord Demon King, I will not accompany you!

After speaking, he stood up and left, heading straight towards the main entrance of the restaurant. The silver-gray dining chair moved back automatically to avoid blocking the way.

Yang Zeyu and Qiu Yuming were left looking at each other.

"...He said that you and I are a couple?" Qiu Jueming stroked his goosebumps on his arm.

Yang Zeyu was expressionless, the tenderness in his eyes when he was with Louis just now disappeared: "It's disgusting."

"...But Yang Zeyu, where did you kidnap this little beauty? I really want to chase him." Qiu Jueming couldn't help but licked his lips.

The little guy looks good and smells good too.

When he turned his head, he saw Louis who swaggered away just now turned back again: "What's the matter, little guy?"

Louis rolled his eyes at him, then looked straight at Yang Zeyu who was still sitting on the dining table and stretched out his arms: "Hug."

The damn restaurant's front door wouldn't let him through.

Yang Zeyu couldn't hold back, and raised one hand to his lips to block his smile.

If you want to survive in the military academy, you must first have an identity.

Louis, who repeatedly caused the campus alarm because of his black household status, finally couldn't help it after being carried back to the dormitory by Yang Zeyu.

It was as if he was tied to the waistband of his trousers by this person, and he was inseparable from him for basic necessities.

This is much more miserable than when I followed Garcia!

"Can't I have my own identity?" Lu Yi lay softly on Yang Zeyu's bed, propped his chin on the soft bunk, and spoke tremblingly.

Ever since he moved into Yang Zeyu's dormitory, he could only share the same bed with this guy every night, and was forced to endure being treated like a human body pillow.

And the reason Yang Zeyu gave was high-sounding: "You don't have an identity, so you don't have a dormitory or a bed, so you can only sleep with me."

Yang Zeyu turned his head and handed Louis a light screen with a message from the school doctor Chen Qin on it.

Seeing the little guy sliding the light screen curiously, his eyes were full of gentle light: "I have already contacted the relevant personnel, and we can get your identity bracelet today."

"Today? Can I go now?" Louis couldn't wait.

Yang Zeyu smiled: "Now."

This was the first time Chen Qin saw Louis sober.

The little guy's nimble eyes scanned his office wantonly, as if he was full of endless curiosity about this place.As soon as he saw Louis, he understood why Yang Zeyu was so relieved of him—Louis' eyes were too clean to hide his thoughts.

You can see his cunning and naughtiness, and his eagerness to play pranks, but you can't see any bad intentions.

"Hello." Louis looked at Chen Qin with a smile, secretly looking forward to his identity bracelet.

Chen Qin was stunned: "Well, hello." He looked at Yang Zeyu standing behind him like a wall, and after getting the affirmative look from the other side, he opened his drawer and took out a pure black box comes.

Frosted material, high-end goods.

"I went to the military and political people a few days ago, do you know what they asked me?" Chen Qin opened the box, took out the ring and raised it, and laughed at Yang Zeyu.

Yang Zeyu didn't say a word, the indifferent eyes made Chen Qin realize that he was asking for trouble: "Well, I guess you are not very interested. However, they asked me, Young Master Yang, if you have an illegitimate child, and told me I very much look forward to you bringing your wife and children back to report."

"...Don't tell me this kind of thing next time."

"Okay, they were joking too." Chen Qin said a joke that wasn't funny. He pushed his glasses, called Louis to him and put on a bracelet for him: "You enter your pupil number in the bracelet. films and fingerprints, and then this school will treat you as if..."

"A first-year transfer student from the beta campus."

"Will I have my own dormitory?" Louis, who had never gone to school, was excited and looked forward to the future campus life.

"Of course." Chen Qin smiled slightly, "In the beta3 building——"

Yang Zeyu's throat tightened: "He lives with me."

"But there is already Lin Yu in your dormitory."

"Then drive Lin Yu away." Yang Zeyu ignored Lu Yizheng's resentful gaze on him.He didn't care that the little guy hated him, the important thing was being able to live with Louie.

"...Young Master Yang." Chen Qin's face turned serious: "Lin Yu is your roommate assigned by the military department."

"I don't care." Yang Zeyu said loudly: "You can change him to my next door, opposite, whatever, but I want Louis to live in my dormitory."

Louis: "..."

Why does this script seem familiar?